Disclaimer: If I owned this, Do you think Fred would be… the 'd' word?

A/N: AAAHHHHH! I came back! Because I love you! And I FINALLY found my story (once my mom gave me permission to have it, we discovered it was lost in the move but I found it ob…viously.) Thank you so much to all that haven't decided to give up and move on:) I hope you like it, because this was one of my more difficult chapters back when I wrote it. Also, I just realized how… soft I made Fred =| He will turn back into Fred in the later chapters, he just has a ginormous soft spot for Hermione;) Also, I just found this saved on my computer:P and well, I was a really lousy writer (was, ha!) but I'm taking a new angle on the next chapters, because I had no depth in this what so ever.

"So, Ron. What do you want to do?" Hermione asked Ron. They had been dating for the past five weeks, and right now, they were sitting in Hermione's dorm on a Saturday morning planning their day. (A/N: I know boys aren't allowed in girls dorms, but can we pretend that rule doesn't exist?)

"I 'on't know…" He mumbled into the pillow he had his face buried in.

"Well, we should do something…" she said in a coaxing manner; the way one would talk to a toddler.

"Hmm…" He sat up and looked at her, no longer bored, "I've got an idea…"

"And what would that be?" She asked amused by his mood change. She looked up from her book to see him point his wand at the door and shut it hearing the lock click, and slowly crawl across the bed, bearing down on her.

"Uh, Ron? What-"

She could finish her sentence because Ron cam down and crushed her lips with his own. He immediately deepened the kiss, ignoring her pushing in protest, thinking she was just playing or something. She'd get small words in between the harder pushes when their mouths would part for a moment. "Ron… stop… don't… no!" His hands snaked to the hem of her shirt. Hermione was in shock for a moment as Ron's hands crept up her body and roughly began to grab (grope more like) her breasts. That's when her brain turned on again and her hand darted for the closest wand on the bed. She cast 'Expelliarmus' on him and sent him flying into the wall. With that, she yelled, "I said NO!" and ran out of the room. On the way down, tears started streaking down her face. Running into the common room, she slammed into someone. Looking up, she saw it was Fred whose smile faded instantly when he saw her face. "'Mione, what's wrong?" he asked in a concerned voice.

All she could manage was a mumbled "Ron" before crying harder and running out of the portrait hole. Ron came storming into the common room raging mad, (A/N: He's in a rage! He's the maddest he's ever been!;P) but shrunk considerably with one look at Fred's face.

"What. In. The. Bloodiest. Hell. Did. You. Do. To. Hermione. You. Stupid. Git?!"

"Nothing! She blasted me and just ran out of the room!"

"I don't believe that for a second! Hermione's not a dramatic person, now tell me you spineless little-"

"Guys!" Harry shouted, looking both angry with Ron and scared for his friend's life. "We need to go or everybody else in the room does." Fred and Ron just noticed everyone staring at them.

"Everybody Leave!" Fred shouted, but don one moved. "NOW!" They all suddenly started skedaddling.

"Freddie, calm down, it's okay," George said quietly. Even he was scared of Fred's wrath. Harry cast a silencing charm before turning back to them and continuing.

"It's not okay, he hurt Hermione!"

Harry spoke up. "Ron, explain-"

"Everything-"

"You did that led to Hermione running out."

Ron explained everything, turning redder throughout the story, while Fred turned redder from anger. By the end, George had stood up and got in between his brother's, out of fear of his younger brother's safety.

"I can't even look at you," Fred stated in a deadly whisper. He was appalled at his brother. Sure he would joke about him, but he never thought his brother could be such a…

"Little arse," George spoke his thoughts. The Weasley boys may be reckless, crazy, and kind of mean (sometimes) but they knew never, NEVER hurt a woman. That was the lesson their mother pounded harder than anything.

"Ron… How could you? Harry was shocked at his best friend, who seemed to be shrinking by the minute.

"I… I don't know."

"What would possess you?" Fred shouted.

"I don't know, okay!"

"You stupid little git, I hope she tries to kill you!"

"Well maybe if you stopped eying my girlfriend-"

"What?" he bellowed.

"You heard me…"

"Ron. Don't ever talk to my brother like that again or I will kill you" George said in the harshest tone he could muster.

"I've seen him watch her! Don't deny it!" Ron shouted.

"Ron, you need to apologize and beg for forgiveness. And I wouldn't be shocked if she did try to kill you. You know how Hermione has always had those boundaries set in place, never to be pushed, only when she's ready." Harry was being the mediator for the fight simply because he knew George would die fighting for Fred.

"Fine, but my brother will always be an arse to me," he grumbled.

"Oh don't worry," Fred remarked. "The feeling is mutual. Now get out of my sight"

With that, Ron left Fred, George, and Harry in an awkward silence, until George timidly said, "Freddie, I've seen you watching her too…"

Fred couldn't believe he'd been so obvious. He figured George would know with their twintellect, but even idiot Ron saw it! He was dead.

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Hermione was sitting in the owlery crying when Ron found. "Hey, Hermy," he said quietly.

She hadn't heard him come up and was when he spoke. She glared at him and reflexively grabbed the wand from the bed – which turned out to be hers – and put her head on her knees, crying once more.

"I'm so sorry, Hermy-"

"Don't call me that," she interjected.

"Please forgive me Hermione. I don't know what got into me and I'm so sorry."

"Ron, you hurt me. I told you no, yet you still pushed me. What else are you going to push on? I can't trust and forgive a person who pushes me out of my comfort zone in, in the wrong way."

"What do you mean 'the wrong way'?"

"Trying to make me do something wrong out of my comfort zone, compared to trying to make me do something that I don't look forward to." Ron still looked confused, so she mumbled, "Never mind. Just go away, Ron."

"I won't try to hurt you again, Hermione, I promise." While speaking, Ron had moved across the Owlery and sat beside Hermione, who was still hurt, yet believed her best friend.

"I'm going to have to think for a while, Ron," she finally said. Nor getting her hint, he still sat there until she said, "alone." With that, he mumbled something that sounded like sorry, awkwardly hugged her from the side and left.

Hermione sat and tried to sort out her muddled thoughts. He hurt her and she couldn't just get over that, but he seemed truly sincere when he apologized. While Hermione sat pondering, someone slowly crept up the stairs watching her through the gaps in the wall. The culprit, finally deciding that the rather creepy behavior was enough, stepped into the owlery, revealed themselves to be Fred.

"Well, aren't we looking thoughtful," Fred, said quietly. He saw that he had startled her, and chuckled, plopping down next to her.

"Hello, Fred. Want to join me?" she asked him sarcastically.

"Always, love."

Hermione unexpectedly blushed when she realized what Fred said. 'Why?' she thought. 'Fred always flirts with me, well when we're not arguing. Why blush now?'

"So, what brings you up here?" She attempted to sound perky, when she was feeling confused and sad.

"Honestly, I wanted to check on you, make sure that little git apologized to you. I saw how sad you were." He looked at her sympathetically and wrapped an arm around her.

"He did," she said. She couldn't help but feel the gentleness, yet firmness of his hold. "That's why I'm here. I imagine I'm like the birds, and have no stress, just the sky to fly in. "That's why I'm here. Here, I imagine I'm like the birds, free and have no stress." After admitting that, pink crept up her neck out of embarrassment; she had never admitted anything like that to anyone before.

He smiled, "Same here, I come up here for the same reason. You can't explain it, you just feel it."

"Exactly!"

"So, what happened with you two when he came up?"

Hermione, who had been loosening up since he showed up, stiffened immediately, making him regret asking. "He asked-begged for me to forgive him and I said I'd think about it."

"Do we have a verdict?"

"I don't know, Fred. I just don't know." She buried her face in his shoulder crying. Fred couldn't stop the rush of affection at the girl next to him. 'Wait! Don't think like that! She's dating your git of a brother. Just be her friend, she needs that.'

"'Mione," he started, 'But where to finish?' When she had calmed down considerably, he began again. "I need you to be honest…"

"What is it?"

"Well, do you honestly love Ron?" She sat there looking at him in shock. "I mean," he corrected, "do you see yourself with him in the future?"

"I can't really see anyone in my future right now, Fred. I mean, I'm only sixteen." (A/N: I go by the fact that she gained a year due to third year when she used that time-turner, so she's now two years older than Harry instead of just one.)

"Well, do you like him a lot?"

"I think so…"

"Do you want this to work or do you want to give?"

"I, um… I think I want to work it out… I'm not sure," she mumbled, frowning.

"Come on, 'Mione," he coaxed. "Are you going to be a little girl or the determined woman I'm in…" He slipped! 'She wasn't supposed to hear that!'

"You're in what, Fred?" she asked curiously.

'I'm in a pickle…' "Oh, I'm in… clothes, but what I was saying was are you going to be the Hermione that I love? Are you going to be you?"

Hermione was shocked. 'What was with the clothing comment? What was he going to say?' "You love me, Fred?"

"Well, of course I do! You're like a… sister to me!" 'Why did I just say that? This has got to be one messed up family…'

"Oh, of course!" She didn't know why, but she did not want Fred to see her that way.

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